Monday, December 8, 2014

Sunday, Bloody Sunday


What a week! TW was busy and I still have a turkey hangover. Can you believe she was designing NEXT year’s Christmas cards? As if she’ll remember she did it. I started getting ecards but haven’t sent mine cos they’re the same as my snail mail cards and I want to get those out first. Maybe I’ll just design new ones for email.

Friday night I had uncontrollable zoomies. I ran through the house so many times at such a high speed that I was left panting. Then I had a 3 a.m. hockey game with all three of my rattle balls that lasted about 30 minutes. Of course, I won.

Nothing though prepared me for what happened Sunday. The peeps got up before breakfast and left me all alone. At least they fed me Weruva before they left so my belly was full. It was after 2:30 when I heard TW’s key in the lock. I rushed to greet her at the door and THIS is the sight that greeted me.

SLH.

Oh sure, she looks innocent and cute. I backed up … I hissed once … my tail fluffed up … I hissed again and yet again before I backed up toward my office, never once taking my eyes off the Sticky Little Human. Even though Aunt M was holding her, I felt threatened. Then the key turned in the door again. It was Pop, Uncle V and someone they innerduced as Fraser Fir Jr. FJ was half of size of his father, Fraser, who was a giant of a tree. Of course, by the time Fraser Jr. made his appearance, I was in my office UTB, where I stayed for the 12 hours they were intruding. When I emerged, frail and thin from hunger, I found that they’d forgotten to take FJ with them. We were stuck with him; just like we had been stuck with his Dad. Won’t my peeps ever learn?

FJ.

From my office, I could hear talking and laughing. What was SLH up to? I stand corrected—what wasn’t she up to? She was crawling into my tunnel! She was playing with my jingle balls! As if that wasn’t bad enough, she was playing with my foam rockets!!!! Ain't nothing sacred? She even broke one of them!!!! GASP!!! In fact, she was using my expensive Googie cat bed by davies decor as a chair!! She probably had a wet diaper when she sat in it. How could my peeps allow this? I was mortified and flabbergasted at the same time. I wanted my lawyer.

My Googie bed before she used it.

I think this must have been the worst weekend of my life between having practically everything I owned given away to charity (more about that later this week) and what was left used by SLH. Please, if you can, lend some support and some kind words. Have you ever had a weekend like this?

25 comments:

Summer at sparklecat.com said...

How awful, CK! Now, I don't mind human kittens, if they are well-behaved, but breaking one of your foam rockets and sitting on your Googie cat bed without asking your permission to use either? That was a little out of line.

Andrea and the Celestial Kitties said...

Aw, poor CK! Sounds like you need a week to recover from the weekend! I sure hope Santa helps replenish your toy supply!

Molly TheWally said...

OMD little ones should be avoided at all costs. Sitting in your Google bed had to be the last straw. We feel your pain CK. Have a marvellous little person free Monday.
Best wishes Molly

Brian said...

Oh CK, that is no fun at all, but maybe things will be on the upswing now!

Austin Towers said...

They have no shame those little people AND they get everywhere AND they like to pull our whiskers and tails!!! They should be banned! *shivers*

Tamago said...

Oh no, what a terrible weekend you had to endure! That SLH played with your toy without permission and worse, broke one? And used your bed. Not acceptable!...even though she is really pretty.

GLOGIRLY said...

Sticky little humans? Are you sure they don't have orange fur on them somewhere???
; )

pilch92 15andmeowing said...

You poor kitty, even though the little one is adorable she shouldn't have gotten to play with and break your stuff. I think you should contact your lawyer.

Caren Gittleman said...

oh my you DID have an ordeal! You were "skinny and frail" and had to put up with that "little sticky human", the cause of your being skinny and frail! OMG! Yes!! I go through this at least once a year when sticky little humans intrude on my territory, but the only tree I have is a cat tree! Mom laughed about TW making cards and then forgetting about them. Sounds like my Mom!

Simba said...

CK, you sure had a Sunday to beat all Sundays! We got a friend called Douglas, but he is still in the garage.

da tabbies o trout towne said...

CK...if itza a tern knee ewe knead...an a tern knee ewe got...him iz on de way N pree pared ta sue de pants outta all parteez involved...but knot de fir......coz he iz kewl...N burd free !! ♥

The Swiss Cats said...

Oh no, no fun at all ! That little human crossed the line ! Purrs

Flynn said...

What a horrific weekend you had! You should have teleported over and joined me on the bed snuggled up in mum's furry dressing gown.

ANGEL ABBYGRACE said...

Oh CK we are so sorry for all of those horrid events.

Melissa and Truffles (Mochas, Mysteries and Meows) said...

What a horrible time you've had! I'm lucky that most likely no sticky little humans will ever come here because Mommy isn't that crazy about them either :) --Truffles

Sometimes, Cats Herd You said...

Oh, those sticky little people are frightening! We have not had them here in many years, and Ashton has never seen one up close before. She says that through the kitchen window was quite enough! We hope you're recovering from the trauma now, CK.

Jenna,Mark Drady said...

Aww Ck haha! Poor kitty! xx
I can't say my huskies would feel the same way, they love when company comes over and especially kidsa because they play with them!
ღ husky hugz ღ frum our pack at Love is being owned by a husky!

The Island Cats said...

That has to be the worst Sunday ever, CK! We won't allow little sticky peeps in our house because they always want to play with our toys. Have you ever seen one of them on a cat tree? It's a sight that no cat should have to endure.

meowmeowmans said...

Yikes. SLHs sound like pretty scary creatures. We would've hid UTB and ordered room service!

The Indulged Furries said...

What a terribly weekend you had. Unwanted visitors and losing your stuff. I've never had a little human around, and I'm not sure I ever want one to visit. You mean they carry their wet pee pants around with them? That's disturbing.

Katie Isabella said...

CK! Why in the world didn't you come over to MY place? I have a new house. We coulda played Yahtzee or something!

Colehaus Cats said...

OMC! We can't even imagine that kind of horror... all in one weekend! We... we..... have no words, just.... comforting purrs....

Spitty-the-Kitty said...

She din't pee in your box, did she? ::shudder:: What a freakin' NIGHTMARE, darling!! Blue pillow is waiting for you . . . Oh, and I still have a fun inflatable unicorn horn--I wiped the blood off already.

Marty the Manx said...

Oh CK you poor dear...we are flabbergasted that you had to endure such atrocities! We are so very very sorry you had to suffer so sweetie! Sending you lots of luvs and purrs from us!
Marty and Ralphie

Kitties Blue said...

Sounds like absolutely the worst weekend ever. non of those SLH things ever come to our house. And we don't get to have a real Fraser Sr. or Jr. Hope this weekend is going better. Ho, ho, ho, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo